1 And a certaine man was sicke, named Lazarus of Bethania, the towne of Marie, and her sister Martha. 2 (And it was that Mary which anointed the Lord with oyntment, and wiped his feete with her heare, whose brother Lazarus was sicke.) 3 Therefore his sisters sent vnto him, saying, Lord, beholde, he whome thou louest, is sicke. 4 When Iesus heard it, he saide, This sickenes is not vnto death, but for the glorie of God, that the Sonne of God might be glorified thereby. 5 Nowe Iesus loued Martha and her sister, and Lazarus. 6 And after he had heard that he was sicke, yet abode hee two dayes still in the same place where he was. 7 Then after that, said he to his disciples, Let vs goe into Iudea againe. 8 The disciples saide vnto him, Master, the Iewes lately sought to stone thee, and doest thou goe thither againe? 9 Iesus answered, Are there not twelue houres in the day? If a man walke in the day, hee stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world. 10 But if a man walke in the night, hee stumbleth, because there is no light in him. 11 These things spake he, and after, he said vnto them, Our friend Lazarus sleepeth: but I goe to wake him vp. 12 Then said his disciples, Lord, if he sleepe, he shalbe safe. 13 Howbeit, Iesus spake of his death: but they thought that he had spoken of the naturall sleepe. 14 Then saide Iesus vnto them plainely, Lazarus is dead.